Pursuing My Ex Wife Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

**** Author's note Thank you, readers, for taking your time to read this story. There will be grammatical errors because English is not my first language. **** * Married To My Enemy (Book 1) * His Ex-Wife ( Book 2) Please keep in mind that this is the sequence of the book "married to my enemy" for a better understanding, please read married to my enemy first. I wish you a fantastic reading experience!!

“Let’s begin again.” And under the quiet stars, we stood together— Not who we were. But who we’d become. The End. Thank you for reading Chasing His Ex-Wife Back. New story Alert. Synopsis; In a world where possessive and powerful men rule, they can be arrogant, ruthless, and cruel. This world, Emily Greenfield exits in.

Dominic POV Aiden burst into my office, his voice filled with urgency. "Boss, we found her!" The moment those words reached my ears, I leaped from my chair, my heart racing with hope and anxiety. It had been a year since my Ex wife vanished without a trace, leaving me in a constant state of worry and regret. I often wished I could rewind time and be the husband I should have been, but now it felt like that chance had slipped away. "How? When?" I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended, as I caught Aiden's gaze. His eyes sparkled with excitement, but there was also a hint of sympathy that made my heart ache.

I was the man taking him away from the only person he had ever called home. How do I reach for his little heart without breaking it further? Would he let me cup his cheeks, smile, and say, “Little boy, I am your real daddy. You will be staying with me for a while, just until your mom and I figure things out”? That was wishful thinking. It was a fantasy I had no right to imagine. I did not just destroy what I had with his mother; I wrecked her. I let her go for years. And now I am married to the same woman who helped me betray everything Lena and our family stood for.

I’m doomed! I showered and dressed, then descended the stairwell to find Mary setting the table for breakfast. I took a seat to have breakfast. Camille and Liam were absent from the breakfast table. Then I noticed my ex-wife making her way down the stairs. Why is this woman still in this place? What didn’t she get right this time? I’m not marrying her, NEVER, not in this life ever again, not even the next life, and 7 more lives to come. When I’m frustrated, she’s the only person I can fuck. With Camille’s threats, I don’t think that will happen again. Let her stay, though. Then I noticed my wife and son descending the stairwell.

Nova had not quite let us go either even when she moved on and got married; she had never, truly, let go. I pushed the box back under her bed and called the office. First, I had to make sure everyone was protected and then go hunt my girl down. When I saw her again, I had known that it was unlikely that her husband would mess that up. I thought no man who had that would be that stupid, but I knew that I would push my way in there and take her back if he did. I couldn't believe it when I found out just how much of a dumbass her husband was, but I was more than happy to take away what he didn't hold precious.

I'd worked so hard for this success and now I couldn't enjoy it because of Damien and Victoria drama. I went to the gallery to distract myself. Found Claire there, sketching a new piece. "Hey," she said. "Congratulations on last night." "Thanks." "You okay? You seem off." "Just processing some stuff." "Want to talk about it?" I didn't, but found myself explaining anyway. Claire listened without judgment. "Can I tell you something?" she said when I finished. "My ex-husband was abusive. Took me three tries to actually leave him. Every time, I'd convince myself he'd changed, that I was being unfair, that I owed him another chance."

“To fresh starts. And no more emotionally constipated men.” Mia screamed in agreement. Natalie tilted her head back, downed her drink, and grinned. She felt…light. Having spent three years walking in eggshells around her so-called love sick husband. She finally felt free to behave however she pleaded. Meanwhile on the first floor, Liam still leaned against the railing, looking down at the party below with his friends beside him. His jaw clenched tight as he stared at his wife…. No his ex wife in disbelief. She was nothing like the woman he was married to for three years. She danced, she drank, she made jokes. Men hovered around her, flirting and smiling, and she didn’t turn them away.

“Come home with me or stay here and trash the whole hospital. Either way, I’m not leaving you.” She wanted to pick the second option, but her body could barely hold her up. “I’ll go home today. But someday I’ll burn your house down,” she whispered, her voice still raw from the storm. Her feet moved on their own as she entered the private wing of Hawthorne Estate. Nathan cleared the way, making sure no staff saw her, sealing off the entire section of the house. Hawthorne Estate remained a mystery. There were secrets there no one could know. Nathan wouldn’t let anyone find out he was hiding his ex-wife inside. And for Tessa, there was no advantage in anyone learning she was now her ex-husband’

“I know.” I walked closer. “You left your phone here.” I picked it up from the side table. “I don’t know why you did that.” I held it out. She took it. “Thank you.” There was a silence. I looked at her. She looked at me. And I realized I had no idea how to talk to my own wife. Ex-wife. Whatever. “Um, Lydia.” “Yes?” “I know this is hard for you to believe.” She didn’t say anything. “And I know that from your perspective, everyone is just coming in here claiming things about you that don’t make sense.”